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It was at that point, my body at the height of pleasure, with a grouchy looking woman standing almost in front of me so close to discovering me that, the pressure in my bladder finally broke through. With all the sensations going through my body I could no longer keep control of it. First a little squirt came out as I tried to staunch the flow, but it was to no use, the little squirt was joined by a second and a third and suddenly it was a stream. I had no idea what to do I was bent over naked, shaking from the best orgasm of my life and pissing all over the walls and carpet of the change room. All I could do was stand there and wait for what felt like an eternity for the stream to end, I felt like crying, I felt like running, I felt more vulnerable and alive than I had ever been. Surely at any moment the woman outside would hear the fall of water and call the manager to check, or look between the crack in the door to see my shaking form bent over pissing all over the place. The woman was still waiting outside the door as my stream of pee ended. I quickly, swapped the tag from the new stolen dress to the one I had worn in. I threw the new dress on, and looked around the room to see some Babes splatters of clear urine on the walls and dark marks on the carpet of the floor. Rushing out of the change room I dropped off my old clothes with the new tags on a shelf and darted out of the midgets store before the grouchy woman could raise an alarm. That had been the first of many days like it, I had tried to go back to other stores and just steal and pleasure myself Blowjobs like usual but it wasn't the same, there was something missing and I knew that deep down I had loved the experience. Despite knowing that the mess I had made in the store was wrong and disgusting, it midget was the most exhilarating and humiliating thing I had ever done, and I craved more. I had passed a point of no return in my life. Over the past two years I had visited hundreds of stores often visiting two or three a week, pissing in every change room I could. I couldn't get enough of the thrill and excitement I felt at doing something so dirty and wrong. I began not only craving the adrenaline and vulnerability I felt from being in such a public place, but also the thrill and depravity I felt at making such a filthy mess, there was something so right about doing something that would make others despise me as a disgusting animal bent on masturbating in her own filth. I began drinking as much as I could before my shopping trips, often holding onto it for as long as I could so that my piss turned a lovely golden shade, this of course increased the smell which only heightened how dirty I felt. I had pissed on walls, mirrors and chairs inside changing rooms, making sure I made as much mess as possible while I masturbated and urinated. Each time the adrenaline, vulnerability and deprivation of the act giving me the mental push to orgasm as my hands worked my pussy. I still stole things it was very much a part of who I was at that point, not that I needed the clothes. Some I kept, some I sold online for a quick buck, or to pay rent and such and some I gifted to friends and relatives for birthdays and such. No one the wiser of how I had acquired them or how much pleasure it brought me to do so. Recently there had even been a local news story about all the stores I had been to, complaining about a serial shoplifter who ruined stores changing rooms by urinating all over them and left with stolen goods. The news had dubbed the thief the pee bandit and had alerted people to report suspicious behavior as the bandit had racked up quite a cost. The night I had seen the report I had been frightened off of my habit for a while. But as time wore on I couldn't help but become frustrated by my aching pussy and the lack of excitement in my life. I found that without the stimulation of the dirty acts I had grown used to it was almost impossible for me to cum. Eventually I gave in, I needed to get off and I planned on doing it in the most dramatic and dirty way possible to make up for weeks without. That's how I found myself to be in the expensive designer store today. Finishing observing myself in the mirror I made sure my clothes were set aside and swapped the tags early, a lesson I had learned over time as often it could be tricky to untie and retie them. In preparation for today I had drunk as much water as I could stomach the night before and held onto it all morning, drinking some more before I set out, by the time I arrived at the store I was about ready to burst. As expected she sat with her legs wide open, allowing me a clear view of her now moisture stained crotch. She inhaled sharply, seizing up with her whole body, suddenly silent for a moment. “You might as well see what you’re going to get, too,” she said, and threw back the duvet to show him her body. She could not risk that the ghost would try gain control over Maria as well. I could feel it in my mouth. “You're so hungry for my cum.” Sandy gasped as she heard his comment, the very first Babes cock to enter her body and they knew she was a teacher. My pussy is yours. I told the kids that the sooner we got it done, the better. Both Jennifer and Dakota are startled. Noel sits and grinds on the redhead’s face. Dizzy exhaustion swept through me. midgets The world swirled around me Blowjobs as my hands balled into tight fists. Why would he ask that? “I think I get midget it,” I said in a daze, “But, 'Wallace and Billings'?” “Well it was when you bent over just now, and what you're wearing doesn't help much either” was all I could come up with. He moved closer. what? All the inserts are put in to the table and thus, extending it to its full length. We stopped at a quiet cafe on the way back and had a coffee; I think that that was for Vicky’s benefit. “You’re one hell of guy Chad Lincoln.” They were all stretched the same way. I smiled and pointed to the section of scary movies. When the medic passed by, he nodded and held up his paper, swaying it in his hand slightly, indicating that he was going to get the papers fixed as soon as he could. I’ll be fucked over and over as they rape me for hours, but the thought of it sure makes me wet. I had my lies all ready if Father caught up with me, how I had to flee because I feared his power. That will be his Birthday present. Her butt wiggled in the chair until she arched. Lesslie's scream became elongated between inhales for breath.